The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 606

With a thunderous bang, Diana's gun fired, but the bullet whizzed past Vivienne's ear, barely grazing a hair.

Unfazed, Vivienne did not even flinch.

Diana, panic-stricken, stared at the figure before her, feeling her wrist trapped as if in an iron vise, pain radiating through her bones like a fracture in progress.

"You... you're Sasha!"

Karen's gaze was heavy, a mix of the strange and the familiar.

She had never imagined that the story behind her kidnapping was so convoluted!

Clenching her fist, Karen threw a punch that landed squarely in Diana's gut with the force of a sledgehammer.

"Touch my daughter, and you're dead meat!"

Diana's punch could take down a full-grown mastiff, but Karen's blow could kill a full-grown bull.

The difference in strength was enormous.

Diana felt as if her insides had been rearranged, her nerves and flesh overwhelmed by pain. It was as if she was about to be ripped apart. The agony was excruciating!

Karen then slapped Diana's face repeatedly, and in no time, Diana’s once delicate features swelled up like a balloon.

Diana tried to steady herself, to take another look at her adversary, but her swollen cheeks pressed so tightly against her eyes that they would not open!

Lifting Diana off her feet, Karen's fingers flew, sending needle after needle into Diana's scalp.

"Ah!"

Diana fell to her knees, screaming in torment.

The pain was unbearable!

Rolling on the ground, Diana banged her head against rocks as if the blunt trauma could somehow dull the sharper pain within.

Even as her head was bloodied and bruised, Diana hardly noticed.

Yet, the anger boiling inside Karen was far from quenched.

By now, Vivienne had untied herself. Karen had already neutralized the poison in her system the moment she touched down.

Vivienne moved to Zelda's side, who was still bound, and settled her against a tree before coming to assist Karen.

After all, F-Poison was their next formidable challenge!

F-Poison stood still, watching the display as if enjoying a spectacle.

“You two really do look so alike. I wonder if all daughters look like their mothers.” Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass of red wine with a smile, as if the battleground was a social gathering and they were simply old friends reunited.

Karen narrowed her eyes, the silver needles in her hand ready to strike.

Vivienne, too, was on high alert, determined not to let F-Poison slip away again.

"Are you F-Poison?" Karen asked softly, as if in casual conversation, "You seem... younger than I expected."

F-Poison chuckled, caressing her cheek with a soft stroke as if indulging in a moment of vanity.

"Aging isn't easy," she quipped. "This face is all I have left to charm the days away."

With a swift motion, F-Poison ripped off her mask and flung it towards Karen and Vivienne, the skin transforming mid-air into a whirling blade aimed at Vivienne's heart.

"Frost!"

Vivienne ducked, narrowly missing the skin-blade, and kicked a few rocks towards F-Poison.

Stepping the airborne stones to gain momentum, Karen accelerated, grabbing a rock and turning it into a projectile. With a burst of energy, she hurled it towards F-Poison with lethal precision.